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Chapter 4

Startled by her demanding voice, the two Day Class students snapped their heads towards the lean figure as the semi-high heels of her boots clacked against the stone ground.

"A-ano," a red headed girl stuttered as she was at a loss of words, only glancing towards her partner in crime.

"I-it's only a picture!" her friend firmly stated as she stood her ground, glaring at the prefect. "Besides, you're not supposed to be here too!" What a lame argument, the bistre haired girl thought as she tried as best not to limp towards the pair.

"First of all ladies, I'm a prefect so I am supposed to be wandering around like a lunatic in the middle of the night," thistle eyes penetrated deep into green ones as the girl stepped back a bit.

"Second of all, it's not that I don't want you here," but I really don't, her thoughts wondered off again, "it's just not safe for you to be here at such a late hour." Especially during this hunting hour.

Without another word, Anrui sighed as she put her hand on both the backs of the girls, leading them out towards the Sun Dormitories. Safely pushing them behind the gates, she gave a small wave to the girls before closing the gates shut.

Ittai! She sniffled a bit as she looked down to the back of her hand. A small gash was etched onto her pale skin as she quickly tore a thin piece of her uniform t wrap around it. Might as well get a disinfectant at the nurse when I bandage my ankle…

By the time she made it all the way to where the nurse's office was at the Moon Dormitories, another sign was hung on the door knob conveying the same message. "PEOPLE DO YOUR GODDAMN JOBS," the girl let out an exasperate shout before ruffling her hair in annoyance. If she was scraped by the metal, there was a high chance that she might get infected if the wound was left untreated. Additionally, with her swollen ankle, she won't be able to hold up the mob of fangirls for tomorrow evening, nor would she be able to jump out of windows which was, weirdly, her hobby nowadays.

"Does little prefect-san need help," a familiar voice echoed into her ear as a cool breath fanned the nape of her neck. On instinct with killer intent in her eyes, she swiped out her black bladed tonfas from her thigh strap, blade resting in a slicing position against marble-like skin.

"Is this how you treat your sempais," the blond man said in an amused tone as the messy haired girl blew a sigh, retreating the weapon only slightly. "Gomen, Aidou-sempai, I was just looking for the nurse since the one in our dormitory has disappeared."

"And what seems to be your injury may I ask," the blond man leaned forward a bit, his icy blue eyes drilling holes into thistle ones. "I ain't telling you nothing," Anrui huffed stubbornly with suspicion before lightly shoving the Night Class student to the side, limping back to the Sun Dormitories.

"Your ankle is swollen red Anrui-chan," in a wink of an eye Aidou appeared right in front of the dark-haired girl as she staggered slightly back, almost surprised by his speed. Quickly, the young man ushered her to sit down on the fountain edge as he examined her ankle. As his cold fingers touched the swollen part, a blush flared up on her round cheeks causing her to retreat her foot away from him.

"You're s stubborn," Aidou said as he sat down next to her on the fountain ledge. "You know, covering it up won't stop the smell," this time the shorter female glared at her companion as she hid her bleeding hand behind her back. "What are you talking about," grasping his large hand around her balled up fist, Aidou unwrapped the white cloth as he leaned down to kiss the back of her hand like a high class gentleman.

"You should know that we have a high sense of smell Anrui-chan," his cold lips began to flutter small kisses around the wound as the said girl tried to retract her hand only to be held in place by his inhuman strength. "And it doesn't help that you give off a scent."

"Anrui-chan, are you wearing perfume?" A small Yuuki asked her best friend as both were sitting on a bench, eating their sandwiches as they watched the Cross Academy students walk past them.

"No, why do you ask?" the messy haired girl looked questioningly at her friend, taking a huge bite out of her turkey sandwich while crunching noises could be heard as her teeth grinded into the iceberg lettuce.

"You smell like roses," at this Anrui choked slightly on her food. "You're so funny Yuuki," she sarcastically stated as she took a small drink of milk from her carton lying beside her. "But you always did, even when you came to us four years ago," the two middle school girls swung their legs as the fall leaves whirled around them, some getting caught in Anrui's messy strands. "You also smell like rain too," a gruff voice stated as both girls turned their heads around to be met with Zero casually leaning against a stone monument. "Right? She always had that smell on her," Yuuki nodded as she put her hand on her chin as if in deep thought. "Whatever it is, I don't use perfume." The thistle eyed girl replied as she took another bight from her sandwich. "Yeah it's true, you probably roll around in Cross' muddy rose garden after the rain everyday, that's why you smell like that." Zero's sarcastic tone hit a nerve as the boy smirked triumphantly, seeing steam blow out her ears. "Shut up Kiryuu," cue in a sandwich being thrown towards the silver haired boy as Yuuki then tried to separate the quarrel.

Memories flying past her eyes in brief milliseconds, the pale girl sighed. "What scent," more of stating than asking, Anrui looked towards Aidou.

"Of roses and rain," leaning in closer, Anrui could feel soft blond strands caressing her cheeks as the man's grasp on her hand hardened.

"Honestly prefect-san, It's really hard to resist," his ice blue eyes were now vermillion as he dragged his tongue along the gash, licking the blood.

"It's like you're inviting me."

Behind thick black lashes, the girl's pupils constricted as pearly white fangs sank into her hand.

When the nurse was coming back tomorrow, the messy haired girl swore to tear the woman's head off if she met her.